They’d connected for a moment and for once she didn’t regret those modern dance and ballet lessons her second or third step-mother had forced her ...o take. Bree performed for her, and surprise, there was even a smattering of applause from all the horny ladies awaiting the return of the imitating Chipmunks. Bree walked backstage and her boss handed her a drink tray. She went out to hustle drinks and maybe a lap dance from some horny husband. Maybe a few trips to the alley too. She had rent to pay. She finally told me that she really liked me and her bf too but nothing will happen with both were not of the same caste. I was shocked but was okay with it. After talking for a while she asked me If I can drop her home and I said okay. She was drunk and couldnt walk straight so I was walking her to her apartment and then walking to her room.I was placing her in her bed and she started kissing me out of the blue. I didnt back down and started kissing her back, my first time kissing anyone and. To her surprise all he wore was a kilt around his waist. His hands were linked behind his head and he seemed to be staring up at the moon. Her eyes traveled over him appreciatively, the broad shoulders and the strong chest that gave way to a sculpted stomach. She smiled wickedly as she contemplated what might be hidden by that bit of cloth he wore. His well muscled legs were crossed at the ankle and one foot moved slightly as if tapping. She put her hand to her lips trying not to release a. She said…….aahhhhhhhhhy…you lick so well my love and gave a erotic smile. She pulled me up and again we started exchanging saliva…..I was a hot day and both were sweating and our sweats became one. Making love to woman other than my wife made me wild. I started licking her armpits and slid my hands into her saree and started caressing her butt, moving my finger in the crack between her ass cheeks. she moaned ……ssshhhh …ahhhhh……ammmm. I turned her and started touching her pussy while licking her.